“I was laid off” Oh God… My son Ryan had sent a text asking if his dad or I would be home for lunch. He claimed he had an announcement. Ernie was pulling a double shift, and I wouldn’t be home until after 8 pm, so no. Neither of us would be available. “So what’sContinue reading “Sometimes Faith’s a bomb shelter. Sometimes it’s a surfboard.”
The Reluctant Firefly 